"Sir, there is a signal access to the public channel...... "The communicator whispered to Totti, whose face was pale. Totti's serpent-like eyes swept over the correspondent, who suddenly felt as if he had been targeted by the demons of hell.

This made the correspondent tremble. Totti's voice was as cold as a knife: "Bring in the fairy tale." ”

The correspondent retreated in a cold sweat as if he had been pardoned. Left the carriage. Soon, a voice was picked up. Totti heard a slightly hoarse and thick baritone voice, and said leisurely, "Speaking of which, I think you guys have shown great courage to be here." In that respect, I have great admiration for you. ”

"As a tribute to your admiration, I think killing you all is the best option." Totti coldly pressed the headphones: "We're here, whether you like it or not, we're here after all." Do you think that by killing us, everything will be annihilated?! Trust me, someone will come over. ”

The voice was still so slow, it didn't seem to care about it: "Maybe. But it is you who come, and you have to bear the price. ”

"Do you have any discussions?!" For a moment, Totti seemed to be several years older. He was very tired. Leaning back in his chair, Totti whispered, "We're just doing what we're told." We didn't have any deep hatreds before, did we......"

If Totti had served in the army, he would never have been able to say these words. But he is not currently serving in the military, he is effectively retired from active duty. For that agency, he was just an employee. Same as any other employee. Perhaps the only difference is that they are paid more than others.

The voice was still so soft, but the tone was so affirmative: "You also understand that there is no possibility of compromise between us. There's no way I'm going to let you go. I spoke to you just to keep one last respect for you. Totti, the boar, the man who once survived in Grozny. ”

"What do you know?!" Totti's face suddenly turned pale, and his voice trembled a little: "Damn it! I know you were in Grozny back then, I know! I always knew that! Damn it! Who betrayed me?! Damn ......"

The voice rang out again: "Maybe I should call you 'The Last Hell Scythe', right?" Unfortunately, after coming out of Grozny, you are disqualified from continuing to be the Scythe of Hell. You were still absorbed by them and took charge of the current task. Honestly, you're doing a good job. And then...... We're here again. ”

Totti's face turned pale, and he leaned back in his chair without saying a word. The veins on his forehead flared up, and his face kept changing, but he didn't know what he was thinking. The sound on the other end of the headset continued. A little bit of a sting in Totti's heart.

"You probably think you can hide something, do you? Maybe just now, you still had a little bit of luck. Feel like if you die, everything will be buried. Is it? You're not wrong about that, we don't have the idea of going to your family. ”

The voice on the other end of the headset said softly, "Okay, I just want to hear the sound of the last hell's scythe." It's nice to be able to hear it. In this world, there is no more hell's scythe. As far as I know, this name has been completely removed. You've failed twice, and they don't think there should be a third. So...... The Scythe of Hell is completely gone. No one will remember you, and the files will soon be cleared. Wish...... You are in hell and have a good trip. ”

"I will be waiting for you in hell." Slowly closing his eyes, Totti whispered, "We are all the same kind of people, and we all pay for what we do." We have paid the price, and I am sure that you will not escape this fate. I...... Waiting for you! ”

The voice sounded softly again: "Maybe you will have to wait a little longer." Because I'm going to retire and then I'm not going to be in this profession anymore. ”

"I'm going to die in my own bed, maybe fifty or maybe sixty years from now." The voice whispered, "If you can wait, then you can try to wait and see." However, I don't think you will wait for me even if you wait. ”

The voice said softly: "I went to the hell where you can't, even if I die, it will only be our hell if I die......

"Chirp...... Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!! ......" As his words fell, a scream rang out. Then an explosion sounded around the car. Two rockets, which hit the compartment. Totti, who was in the carriage, didn't even have time to react before he was suddenly engulfed in the flying fragments, flames, and violent shock waves of the explosion......

However, the roar of the helicopter was ......heard, and several helicopters in the distance were rapidly approaching the car. I saw that the airborne cannon on the little antelope ......was sweeping towards the burning and exploding carriage.

Those who were lucky enough to escape from the explosion, and the terrible howls that were engulfed in flames were directly swept into piles of minced meat by the large-caliber cannon in an instant.

From afar, Hou Dasheng held his binoculars to watch the massacre that broke out here. In his headphones, there was a murmur of "click, click, ......". But he didn't care, and took the voice changer from his throat: "Let's go!" They're dead. Immediately let the rescue team and the medical team go to the fork, and the injured brother can't have an accident! ”

After speaking, Hou Dasheng turned around and boarded the car. This car doesn't have any logos. It looks like a regular car. But as long as you have some eyesight, you can easily see from the traces of the car that this is not an ordinary car. On the tire tracks, it is obvious that the car is much heavier than the average sedan.

Monica was wearing a beige long coat and followed behind Hou Dasheng without saying a word. She now seems to be starting to adapt to her life like Hou Dasheng's shadow. She needs this life for at least a while. She began to disapprove of this.

But she eventually got used to it. She was a smart girl, especially after several deaths. She knew very well that her father was doing this for his own good. She did not refuse the arrangement. Full, she seemed to be a little curious about the man in front of her.

He didn't look very old, but he was quite imposing. She knew that he had a wife and even children. But she had never seen it. Just know that he will talk to his wife on the phone. When he talks to his wife on the phone, he is always so gentle.

If Monica hadn't seen this man smash her heads coldly with a gun, and walk her out of the darkness with bones and bloody eyes. She would even think that this is a very well-bred young upstart.

Hou Dasheng's fingers are soaked in medicinal baths all year round, slender and slender. Since recovering from his injuries, the killing aura in his body has faded. It's more of a back-to-basics. He was no longer the same as before, and when he came out, he was like an unsheathed sword.

More often than not, he even felt like a drop of water that was already there. It's so unobtrusive, so it's the same as the light. Only with the jackals or Kent or Benoit...... When these people are together, he will show his edge a little. The sharp water chestnut silently tells people that he is still the leader of the lunatic collective jackal.

"You just called Totti...... Actually, to confirm his location, right? After getting into the car, the car started slowly and drove up, and Monica asked softly to the silent Hou Dasheng. Hou Dasheng took out the wine from the cabinet.

On weekdays, Hou Dasheng doesn't like to drink. But at this time, he really wanted to have a drink: "Not all. I would love to hear his voice. He was the last person to survive the Hellsickle. Almost all of the few who escaped from the Hell Scythe were dead. He...... He is the only one who has survived until now. ”

Monica was silent. Hou Dasheng poured himself a glass of wine. This is Scotland's whisky, the Wolf's favorite drink in the past. Pouring the brown liquor down his throat: "They will be buried in history and become a thing of the past." And then it won't be brought up again. In fact...... I think we may face that fate as well. It's just a matter of time. ”

"Even more broadly, the best and most powerful warriors in the world will eventually be immune to this fate." Hou Dasheng had a miserable smile on his face: "There are not many people who can be recorded. Whatever we've done, not many people remember. No one even wants to remember ......"

Hou Dasheng seemed to have lost the desire to speak, he held the wine glass in one hand and gently beat the handle in the other, and sang a strange ballad that Monica had never heard before.

"We are jackals, jackals chasing war. Living in the smoke and blood, we are forgotten in times of peace......"

This strange ballad soon caused a chorus. Monica's eyes were blazing, and she looked at the man, and suddenly she felt that the man in front of her had an indescribable charm. His usual composure, all his steadiness seems to be carefully hiding the uneasiness in his heart.

It doesn't make people think that he is weak, it just makes people feel the kind of loneliness in him that makes people fascinated.

"We are jackals, ferocious jackals. Where the corpses of our companions and enemies are located, is our graveyard ......" The sound in the headphones is so loud that Monica can even hear it. She could hear it as a fork. There is even the sound of a fat dog, there is the sound of a hunting dog.

When Hou Dasheng sang this strange ballad that she had never heard. The jackals who didn't sit with him silently turned on the public channel. They sang the ballad almost with a roar......

"We are jackals, cunning jackals. We are in groups, and we are not afraid of wolves, tigers, leopards and death. We're right there for him and for you......"

"We are jackals, merciless jackals. We live in a hell full of darkness and blood, we have countless blood and human lives on our hands, and we don't mind the killing continueing. All we care about is the blood-smelling gold and silver......"